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my body is no longer actively dying i’ve gained weight im what they call “healthy” i have to learn how to love my body again a body that i do not even want because my soul is still shriveling a soul that is still malnourished a soul that is dying everything hurts third degree burns and glass in my skin but at least i look “healthy” they’re proud of me for gaining weight but i miss my skin reflecting how i feel on the inside i feel like scraps of myself pieces of me that will never be again skin and ligaments disappeared torn away from those i loved when they had no love for me forever thrown away and never to be remembered “you look better” but i don’t feel any different stuck inside of a skin i don’t love skin i wish i could rip away wishing to show you that the weight i’ve gained doesn’t mean i’m healed
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Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 9:59 PM UTC
getting better hurts.
my body is no longer actively dying i’ve gained weight im what they call “healthy” i have to learn how to love my body again a body that i do not even want because my soul is still shriveling a soul that is still malnourished a soul that is dying everything hurts third degree burns and glass in my skin but at least i look “healthy” they’re proud of me for gaining weight but i miss my skin reflecting how i feel on the inside i feel like scraps of myself pieces of me that will never be again skin and ligaments disappeared torn away from those i loved when they had no love for me forever thrown away and never to be remembered “you look better” but i don’t feel any different stuck inside of a skin i don’t love skin i wish i could rip away wishing to show you that the weight i’ve gained doesn’t mean i’m healed
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Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 9:59 PM UTC
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